Unlike most works of personal experience, I have written this script to share with all, a concept that has been forgotten by North America.
Albeit, this is a rags to riches to rags story of a small town Canadian boy with aspirations of greatness, the true jest of the adventure is deeply rooted in those dreams.
From the time I was a child I noted that I was different from my peers. I was always the example of what was bad. A non conformist, a radical. I didn’t follow, I chose to be on my own. I enjoyed sports such as skiing and tennis. Needless to say I was not a team player.
I recall a time when I was very young, my father parked his car in front of the local credit union and stated “these people and their institutions are nothing short of communists they will destroy this country and the spirit that created it.” I didn’t exactly know what he was talking about then but as long as he was buying the candy I was in support of what ever he had to say. That is until I turned sixteen and he took me to Kincardine, Ontario, some forty mile from home gave ten bucks and told me to get out of the car. “Since you can’t conform to simple rules at home it is time you learned reality!” and then he drove away. I didn’t go home or speak to him for three years.
This story is about the abuse of the creative in this country by the masses. The collective do-gooders that believe that you and I have an obligation to give onto them without benefit of return in any form. We are obligated to contribute to them what we produce and that if we don’t we are evil and self centered.
These same people are driven by their own lack of ability to create. They take from those who create under the guise of the benefit of the majority. They never use their own abilities for anything original , but focus upon the creations of others.
The deeper you go into this concept the more and more you begin to realize that Canada is nothing more than a banana republic that has been united and governed by the few. Canadians in general are a complacent bunch that will put up with just about anything that is thrown at them by the few as long as it doesn’t interfere with the hockey game or their bingo.
At the time of writing the dollar is worth about sixty cents U.S. , we are taxed at the rate of top end fifty-eight percent and in combined sales taxes and additional fifteen percent in Ontario. For the sake of argument we as Canadians are working for about 25% of what we are really paid. Therefore we receive food clothing and shelter for our efforts, nothing more nothing less. The only real issue is wether you want to live in the lap of luxury or to live modestly and adjust your contribution accordingly.
The civil serpents of this country implement the programs dreamed up by the folks that are elected by the thirty or so percent that vote. Their campaigns are funded primarily by the party line that are pork barrelled in return. The working stiff is taxed to the point that he can only just survive on what he takes home so that the civil serpents can justify their existence by doling out benefits to those that do not want to contribute themselves as it is easier to receive than to give.
I firmly believe that what I create with my mind belongs to me and me alone. If I chose to give it to someone that is my choice not my obligation. I do not believe that I have the right to give something away without a return of some form, should I do so I am contributing to the downfall of the receiver. This would be wrong because if you are to receive something without paying something in return, it is so much simpler to look to places wherein you can obtain more without providing anything in return and as a subsequent you spend your time looking instead of creating as there is no purpose in creating for your creations have no value.
By the same token the collective have no right to take from me to give to others, for this very action denies me what is mine and contributes to the downfall of society as a whole. The very thought that I should create so as to provide to the collective only promotes the concept of non-production. Why produce anymore than you have to, too survive if anything you produce to the excess is to be taken to be given. There is no point.
The Turks and Caicos Islands, are an example of creativity at its finest. By providing a domicile exempt from taxation of income, they provide incentive to create income. Their very existence is in itself an example of creativity. They have no natural resources to speak of but have built an economy on the basis of providing an environment that attracts the creative spirits who want only to keep what is theirs from those that wish to take it and give it away.
The creators that have taken advantage of the opportunities provided by the Turks are in fact scorned in Canada. They are branded as tax evaders, as greedy by the collective at home. These branders are the ones that are merely upset by the fact, that they cannot take because it is out of their reach.
The creators that have attorned to the Turks as sanctuary are in turn looking to other places to invest their returns as there is no thanks for investing in Canada.. Why provide to the thieves any capital for them steal or support their efforts to steal from the creators that haven’t learned as yet.
You as an individual must look towards the destruction and misery collective bodies have caused in the name of “the benefit of the many”, I mean ask the Jewish community what benefit they obtained from the collective in Germany. Ask the Japanese of Hiroshima what benefit they obtained. Look to every collective movement in history and you will find example after example of travesties committed by a group of self appointed representatives leading the blind in the name of “the good of man kind as a whole”.
Man is by nature a creator, the word means “possessor of knowledge”. Since the beginning of time man has lived from his creations. He has developed his ideas and turned them into reality and from that he has made his existence more pleasurable and more fulfilling. Man as an individual can reason and think for himself, he creates something and utilizes his creation as he chooses.
The collective can accomplish non of this. The collective cannot have an original thought. There is no benefit produced as there is no creation.
The collective, unite and govern. This by its very nature gives them in their mind the right to take for the benefit of the whole. They actually justify this with the laws they create. This is nothing short of slavery. To take without compensation. To steal the ideas and energy of the individual to benefit the whole is a crime against humanity as a whole.
To the collective the end justifies the means. What they do not realize is that the creators of today are in fact an endangered species. To eliminate the drive that motivates creativity is to cut off your nose to spite you face. The very force the collective wish to capitalize on is being destroyed by mediocrity and complacency.
I have lived as an individual and as part of a collective. I chose to live as an individual. I cannot live as part of a collective. For me to support the collective is to die as well as destroy those within the collective itself. It is end without a beginning and a beginning without an end.It is assured self destruction.
My family has been destroyed by the desire of the collective to control individualism. Their attempt to control individuals through the manipulation of myself and those around me is nothing more than a medium from which they can control individuals who have left this country in an effort to protect what is rightfully theirs and prevent others from leaving, through scare tactics.
I shall move on. I shall perhaps move to a place where what is mine is mine. I shall not contribute one thought, one ounce of energy, one moment in time supporting the mindless objectives of the of a collective in any form. I urge you to think and assist in the abolition of the collective fraud, not for me but for you and yours.
Take these words as my gift to you. I give them without expectation. They are my creation with which I have the right to do with as I see fit. I chose to share them with you. In return I ask that you share them with others and live by their meaning.
You never really know or appreciate what you have until such time as it is taken from you or threatened to be taken from you.
Things in life are only objects to be pondered and enjoyed while they are in your custody here on earth.
The non material assets possessed by each and every one of us are the only permanence in this world. These gifts are yours and yours alone, given without expectation for return or without any preconceived motive by their benefactor.
They are to be enjoyed and treasured regardless of circumstance.
Unfortunately in this society, the focus of most is restricted to the material substance imbedded in our brains from childhood on.
The forces of this society, insist that you pursue their goals at all cost. They program you into believing that what they say and do is all there is in life. If you are a good person and play their game their way you will be rewarded with material gains and possessions.
Be wary for they that believe in that concept are being tricked into a life of no value, without true reward.
The concept of government, I believe, was to compliment the less material by developing an economy conducive to growth and peace of society not of the government.
We can only have a government as good as we allow not as good as they dictate.
The only point I want to share is, the currency of life is love, you have an unlimited supply of this particular commodity.
It bears no interest and is not ravished by inflation or controlled by the government. It is not taxed, audited or stolen.
You must give it away unconditionally, without expectation to those you feel are, deserving. It will show unlimited return if you do not expect or demand it.
To love is divine!
To be loved is life!!
To create from love is why we are here!!
The love, respect and support by true friends and family are all there really is. Acknowledge, cherish and protect at all cost what is truly yours,
As nothing else is relevant.
John C. Schnurr
Copyright July, 1995
Ramblings of an old man!
Copyright July, 1995